My name is Da’Sha, and it is killing me to ask for help during the most heartbreaking time of my life. On November 19, after a week of fighting for his life in the PICU, I lost my 2-year-old son, Ya’Sire. His passing was sudden, devastating, and something no parent is ever prepared to face.

My son touched the hearts of SOOO many. He was loving, outgoing, courageous, persevering, full of potential, and he meant everything to me and to everyone who knew him. His life was cut wayyyy too short. His absence has left a deep pain in our family, one we are still trying to understand and navigate through.

As I grieve this unimaginable loss, I am also faced with the unexpected financial burden of his funeral and memorial arrangements. I want to give my son the peaceful, loving service he deserves, but the expenses are more than I can handle on my own.

I am humbly asking for help — any amount, no matter how small — to assist with funeral costs and to honor his memory properly. Your support, prayers, and shares mean more to me than words can express.

Thank you for taking the time to read our story and for holding our family in your hearts during this painful time.

– Da’Sha